"Oh." Stanley Zachmann was used to her being busier than himself, so he didn’t ask who she was having dinner with. Instead, he looked up and gently asked the girl, "Then, would you like to give you a ride? I’m going with Master Cadmus and the others in the sa car. Where is your dinner place? We can drop you off."
Nathalie Quinlan hadn’t answered yet when her phone started vibrating.
She took out her phone and looked down; it was a call from Candice Yancey.
Nathalie didn’t answer and hung up. Soon after, ssages from Candice Yancey ca pouring in.
[Candice: Nathalie, have you arrived? I’m waiting for you outside the airport. The car license plate is XXXX. Is your luggage heavy? Do you need to co in to get you?]
Then ca Mr. Yancey’s ssage on WhatsApp.
More succinct than Candice’s, conveying a hint of calmness.
[Mr. Yancey: I’m at the restaurant, Edric is here too. He said you like spicy chicken? I’ll order it for you if you don’t have a favorite dish.]
Nathalie rubbed her temples, a trace of helplessness flashing across her eyes.
She replied to Candice first, telling her to wait a bit, then she replied to Mr. Yancey on WhatsApp, saying he could just order a few dishes casually. She had eaten sothing on the airplane and wasn’t hungry now.
After replying to both, Nathalie found a mont to tell Stanley Zachmann, "No need, Dad, my friend is waiting for outside. I’ll take her car."
Stanley Zachmann was actually quite curious about which ’friend’ she ntioned, but recalling Nathalie’s friends he’d t in Inderia, he thought it best not to ask.
There was Caleb Dax before, and Khendy Lordon too. He was still trying to get used to it all.
Nonetheless, he expressed his concern, "Alright then. Go have dinner with your friend. I won’t bother you. Just send a ssage once you finish."
"Mm." Nathalie, without the slightest impatience, nodded with her delicate and eye-catching face, her expression lazy yet patient.
Stanley Zachmann’s brow relaxed, and he smiled, "I’ll sort out and bring over your mom’s things when I get back. You’re still staying at the Rhine?"
Amadeus Yancey had previously sent him the address, inviting him over.
But the thought of the daughter he’d finally found being whisked away by outsiders before he could warm her ho made him uncomfortable, so he had never visited.
Now that he was almost done with his current matters and considering the recent events in Inderia had made him realize he still had shortcomings, he hesitated slightly before saying, "I’ll bring it to your ho later."
Nathalie glanced at him, nodded, her voice slightly hoarse, "Okay."
Stanley Zachmann seed even happier, enthusiastically suggesting, "Is Mr. Yancey around? I ntioned before that I wanted to invite him for dinner but haven’t yet. It’d be perfect for the three of us to have a al together soti."
Nathalie thought of the man still far away in Inderia and, with her beautiful dark eyes, replied, "He’s away on a trip and won’t be back for a few days."
"I see." Stanley Zachmann felt a bit of small regret, but he quickly brushed it aside, happily saying, "Next ti, then. I’ll invite him when I get a chance. He’s a nice young man, and I have sothing I’d like to discuss with him."
"Okay." Nathalie nodded patiently and murmured ’Mm,’ taking a sip of coffee and tossing the empty can into the nearby trash bin.
After a few more words with Stanley Zachmann, Candice Yancey called again, likely wondering why Nathalie hadn’t co out yet.
Just then, Master Cadmus and the others’ car arrived.
Nathalie told them briefly and then grabbed her single shoulder bag, heading out to find Candice Yancey.
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